His words shouldn’t have stung.
He was right. I was only a maid. My opinion, my voice didn’t matter at all, but for a second, thanks to his father’s offer, I thought…
I shook my head…
“You are right, Your Highness,” I admitted despite the bitter taste in my mouth. And I’m not talking about his blood. “I’ll take my leave then.”
I started moving, my eyes burning with the tears that threatened to fall, but before I could take another step, he grabbed my arm.
“Where are you going?” He demanded.
“To finish my work, Your Highness. Your father commanded it,” My voice was dry, monotone. I don’t want him to know how much it affected me.
Gosh, Leticia. You shouldn’t have been so stupid.
He still grabbed my arm for a couple of seconds, but in the end, let me go.
I could return to my lif
